It's close to midnight—I can't sleep so I'm writing. Besides, it's been awhile.
This time two weeks ago I was running through Minneapolis Airport, desperately hoping to catch a connecting flight. We made it with minutes to spare. Over the next 4 days I'd be working on an amazing project, shooting constantly, filling my head with people and stories that would make my mind reel, leave me restless, drunk with memories.
I came back the following Tuesday to the last day of school, the outset of summer's vast and unnending freedom; a new book I'd ordered, waiting in its box; a tablefull of defered Father's Day gifts. All the habitual movements of the season, juggling jobs and kids and time. Life as we know it.
The stage is always the same, the actors are those we already know; and yet their faces keep changing, each one discretely fading into the next, the film unbroken and relentless. You've seen all of it before I know... but it is what it is.
New chapter. Same chapter.